"Your Majesty, your humble servant deserves to die a thousand tis."
Xia Liang laughed awkwardly, going along with Lin Xiaolu's play, and clasped her hands in salute, "I beg Your Majesty to give your humble servant a chance to make ands, I will get to it right away."
"Very well, I want to eat bird's nest with chicken strips soup, sea cucumber with pork tendons, and fish tongue with bear's paw!"
Withdrawing her hands, Lin Xiaolu loudly announced a few dish nas, "If these dishes are not seen later, I will have your head!"
Xia Liang glanced at the groceries she had bought, gauged the gap between reality and expectations, and could only wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, "Your Majesty, it's hard for a clever wife to cook without rice, your humble servant can't do it."
"Off with your head!"
"Your Majesty, spare my life!"
"...Uh, I don't know if I should be the one to say this."
Bai Jingxuan, looking at the two's nonsensical little play, raised a hand and spoke in a faint voice, "It's already six thirty now."
Her words wound up the two others like clockwork, making them both turn to look at her.
"Six thirty?"
"Six thirty!"
Both of them exclaid with alarm.
The reason for their strong reaction was that this ti ant one thing—Hong Siyu was about to arrive.
Since Erald Sparrow left Fangting City and arranged for Hong Siyu to take care of them, every day, between about six to seven o'clock, the off-duty Hong Siyu would make a special trip to the secret base.
If Hong Siyu arrived and found out that the kids had not had their dinner yet…
"Is there still ti to make dinner now?"
After the outcry, Lin Xiaolu asked sowhat blankly.
"If it's sothing simple, maybe half an hour?"
Xia Liang, having so trouble, fiddled with the pile of ingredients in front of her, "Boiling noodles should take even less ti, right?"
"So how much longer till she... Hong Siyu gets here?"
"According to the ti she gets off work, probably at most ten minutes. If it's earlier, she might already be here, right?"
After Xia Liang said this, she seed to realize sothing herself and abruptly stopped. She stared fixedly at the ingredients in front of her and then exchanged a glance with Lin Xiaolu.
The two said nothing, but the aning conveyed in their eyes was the sa: big trouble.
During this ti of looking after the three little ones, Hong Siyu had confidently entered the kitchen several tis, but the results she produced were such that the girls had to plead with her to leave the kitchen.
One could only say that when it ca to cooking, Hong Siyu's enthusiasm was comndable, but nothing else about it was.
Lin Xiaolu and Xia Liang had experienced her culinary skills, so they had taken early precautions against her cooking results. Mocha, however, had drunk the soup made by Hong Siyu without any defenses, flopped down onto the dining table, and had to be moved aside to lie down for quite so ti before regaining strength.
Only Bai Jingxuan, for so reason, was able to tolerate the completely disordered taste of the als and ate calmly till the end.
But after that, Lin Xiaolu, Xia Liang, and Mocha all began to strongly oppose Hong Siyu entering the kitchen of the secret base.
Unfortunately, even though they had explained the reasons to Hong Siyu and clearly stated that her culinary skills were very problematic, they still couldn't stop her enthusiasm.
In the face of their opposition, Hong Siyu beca more determined, showing an attitude of "accepting the challenge," went ho to study and improve her cooking skills. Then, without knowing what exactly she had researched, she declared herself "fully evolved" and once again entered the kitchen without heeding any objections.
The result was a table full of even worse dishes.
This ti, even Bai Jingxuan started to show signs of distress in front of the dishes she made.
With such consistently steady levels of culinary skills, naturally, everyone didn't want Hong Siyu to continue cooking.
However, given the current situation, if dinner was not ready, there was no guarantee that Hong Siyu, who would co to take care of the girls, wouldn't get a whim to show off her skills.
Lin Xiaolu certainly didn't want her to show off.
"What do we do? Should we order takeout?" Picking up her phone and opening the food delivery app, Lin Xiaolu stuttered, "Will it make it in ti? Maybe I should transform and fly over to pick it up?"
"This is not the ti to think about your takeout."
Smiling sowhat helplessly, Xia Liang started to take off her coat, "Well, I wanted to rest when I got ho, but now I have to do it myself."
"Can one person make it in ti?"
Lin Xiaolu suggested with so concern, "Should I help out a bit?"
"The best help you can give is to not add to the chaos. Okay," Xia Liang walked into the kitchen, pulled out arm guards to wear, and approached the stove, "I'll need you to pass things to when I ask for them."
"That little task? No problem!" Lin Xiaolu was confident.
"Maybe I should be the one..." Bai Jingxuan, who wanted to follow into the kitchen, was stopped outside by Lin Xiaolu.
"Hot oil and sharp knives are too dangerous. Just wait for us to finish!" That was her reasoning.
And as the work in the kitchen got underway, Xia Liang also got busy in front of the stove.
As for Lin Xiaolu, she had been obediently waiting for Xia Liang to assign her tasks, but as ti ticked away, she realized there didn't seem to be much for her to do.
Bored, she could only stand behind Xia Liang, comnting on her work:
"Isn't there too much water here?"
"The vegetable strips are cut too thick, and they're so ssy."
"It feels like the eggs aren't beaten evenly."
"The sauce for the ingredients is so bland, it doesn't compare to Erald Sparrow's..."
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